"Let no freedom be allowed to novelty, because it is not fitting that any addition should be made to antiquity. Let not the clear faith and belief of our forefathers be fouled by any muddy admixture."
-- Pope Sixtus III

Tuesday, February 03, 2015

I'd make another Fifty Spades of Shit joke here - you know, "daddy" and "spanking" and stuff like that, but I can't see my keyboard for the tears.

In the late '80s, the founder of a support group for adopted children
who had recently reconnected with their biological relatives coined the
term “Genetic Sexual Attraction” (GSA) to describe the intense romantic
and sexual feelings that she observed occurring in many of these
reunions. According to an article in TheGuardian, experts
estimate that these taboo feelings occur in about 50 percent of cases
where estranged relatives are reunited as adults (GSA’s discoverer had
herself become attracted to the son she’d adopted out when she met him
26 years later, but her feelings were not reciprocated).

Though
the research is scarce, those who have studied GSA offer a range of
possible explanations for it, including a primordial feeling of always
having “belonged” to the estranged relative, a sense of wanting to
experience the bonding missed out on during childhood, or simply an
overwhelming closeness based on similarities: like meeting a mate who
was designed for you in a science lab. Perhaps GSA accounts for Kevin
Gates’s attraction to his first cousin.

Consensual incest between fathers and their daughters remains the
least reported and perhaps the most taboo sort of GSA relationship.
Keith Pullman, who runs a marriage equality blog,
has personally talked to over 20 GSA couples and notes that he’s only
had a few father-daughter couples speak out, speculating that many of
them fear that others will assume the daughter must have been abused in
childhood (it should be said that when these unions lead to children,
those children can face potentially seriousdifficulties as a result of the genetic implications of incest, even if some online communities downplay these risks).

Here, an 18-year-old woman from the Great Lakes region describes her
romantic relationship of almost two years with the biological father she
met after 12 years of estrangement.

What was your family like when you were growing up?My
parents had me when they were 18 — they met in high school and I was
conceived on prom night. They were serious for about six months but
broke up while my mom was still pregnant with me. My dad wasn’t there
when I was born. I think my mom’s psychological problems meant the
relationship never really worked out. She has bipolar disorder and some
other mental health issues. They just weren’t happy and didn’t really
keep in contact after I was born. She wanted to do it alone. When she’s
manic it’s hard to know what she’s going to say. After I was born she
had a nervous breakdown and couldn’t take care of me, so I lived with
her grandparents until I was about 2. I think that’s part of the reason
we’ve never been close: We didn’t bond when I was a baby.

Did you have any contact with your father when you were a child?He
briefly came back into my life when I was about 3 or 4 and I saw him on
weekends until I was about 5. He lived about an hour away from us and
my parents constantly argued about visitation. He was always doing the
drive to see me because my mom wasn’t very fond of it — she wouldn’t
even meet him halfway.

Can you remember much from your time with your dad when you were little?I
have some memories. He spoiled me rotten. I had this giant storage tote
of Barbie dolls and I had my own Mary-Kate and Ashley bedroom. It was a
little girl’s dream. We’d sit in the yard blowing bubbles together, and
he took me to the zoo where he bought me a stuffed animal that I kept
until I was 16. I ended up washing it and stupidly put it in the dryer,
which melted all its fur. I remember he gave me a miniature tea set. I
still have it.

So then there was zero contact or word from him?When
I was about 15 he emailed my mom saying he’d like to see me. I vividly
remember the moment she told me. I said I missed him and wouldn’t mind
seeing him. She asked me how I could miss someone I hadn’t been with for
such a long time. But what I missed was a fatherly figure. My mom’s
always picked the wrong guy out of the crowd and she’s had a couple of
divorces. I’m still not really close with my current stepfather even
though they’ve been together for ten years. For whatever reason, my
father and I didn’t end up meeting for two more years, so there was no
contact for 12 years — we were reunited when I was 17.

So what were your feelings toward him when you were growing up? Did you think about him much?I’d
wonder where he was, what he was doing. Why haven’t I seen him or heard
from him? What did my mom do? What did he do? What did I do? My
abandonment issues really hit when I was a teenager. My mom and my
stepfather took a break because they were fighting so much and I cried
the entire time he was gone. I missed him, which was weird because we
didn’t have much of a relationship. I asked myself, Why am I crying over someone I’m not even close to?

Do you think it triggered the abandonment you felt from your own dad?Yeah. I think I was subconsciously replaying what I’d been through.

How many stepfathers have you had?Near the end
of the time my parents had joint custody of me I had a stepdad. He took
good care of my mom but she went through one of her stages again, so it
ended. She had another husband who went crazy and tried to kill her. He
was schizophrenic. Then she got with my brother’s dad and they dated for
a while but when my brother was born the dad didn’t want anything to do
with him, so I helped my mom raise him. Once he was about 3 she got
together with my current stepdad and had my baby sister. My brother and I
are 9 years apart and my sister is 12 years younger than me. I think of
them as my brother and sister, and I also think of them as my babies
because I helped raise them.

Why didn’t your father try to get in touch with you?My
mom said that he didn’t want to have anything to do with me. But she was
very controlling and kept me under Fort Knox–like conditions. She’s had
my Facebook password since I’ve had an account. One day, after I got my
Facebook privileges back, he added me as a friend. At first, I figured
it was my grandpa because they have very similar names. I thought, Maybe Grandpa got techy?
Then I realized it was my dad. I was like, Oh my God, where have you been? I don’t know if I can get close to you.
I told him I thought he was dead and asked why it took him so long to
contact me. He said he’d been adding me on Facebook but I’d always
decline his requests. But that was my mom controlling my account. After
we reunited, he showed me emails he’d sent trying to contact me.

What happened next?We chitchatted online for a few days and found out we were similar. We shared the same favorite TV shows — The Simpsons and The Big Bang Theory
— and we both love to draw. He came to see me about a week later. You
wouldn’t have believed we hadn’t been around each other for 12 years.
The idea of “getting to know him” seemed strange because we are so much
alike. He came and hung out all day and then I asked to come spend a
week with him — he lived in a small town about 30 minutes away. I think
my mom knew I was going to move out and it really was getting to the
point where I needed to escape, she was so controlling.

Has she always been that way?Not when I was younger — she
was going through a wild stage and she wanted to be more of a friend
than a mother. She was still in her 20s and she worked at a bar. When I
turned 13, she cracked down military-style. I didn’t have a voice and I
had to do everything she asked, just to keep the peace.

Did you date when you were a teenager?I didn’t really
have a social life. I stayed home a lot because my mom didn’t trust me,
and most of the kids my age were hooked on heroin, so it was hard to
find friends. I lived in such a small town where there was nothing to
do. In fifth grade I dated a boy for two years. But one night he got
drunk and had sex with a girl who ended up pregnant. It fucked
everything up. I told him he had to go and be with this girl and take
care of the kid.

She ended up falling asleep with a cigarette in her mouth and their
house burned down, so she left town with the kid and never came back. I
supported him through that and we ended up half-ass dating, then my mom
found letters we had written to each other about making out. She said
things were getting too serious and sexual and took me out of class and
homeschooled me for a while.

Did you have sex with that boyfriend?No. I had a
girlfriend in middle school and that was the most major sexual
experience I’d ever had. But she was very religious and every time we
were intimate she would sob and read me verses out of the Bible. It made
me feel like I’d hurt her. The second time we did it she cried and said
we’d done something wrong and she was worried her grandmother would
find out. I was done after that. No more crying, and no more Bible
transcripts. She had me in tears because I felt so guilty.

How do you define your sexuality?I’ve always identified as bisexual.

So can you remember what it was like the moment you and your dad were reunited? Was there an instant attraction?It was so weird and confusing. I was seeing my dad for the first time in forever but it was also like, He’s so good-looking! And then I was like, What the hell are you thinking? What is wrong with you? I saw him as my dad but then also part of me was like, I’m meeting this guy who I have been talking to over the internet and really connecting with and I find him attractive.

Was there a single moment you realized that you were sexually and romantically attracted to your dad?After I had stayed with him for about five days.

What happened?He was living with his girlfriend.
On the first night he slept on the couch and I slept on the floor, just
to make sure that I was okay.

Why was that?Sleeping in new places makes me very anxious
so I asked him to stay with me in case I had one of the terrible
nightmares I usually experience. The second night I had him sleep on the
couch again and then the third night I fell asleep with him on the
floor lying on his chest, in his arms. The fourth night rolled around
and we ended up on the floor again. This time we actually cuddled. When
he woke up, we were spooning. I didn’t know this at the time but later,
after we admitted our feelings, he told me he had had “morning wood” and
had gone to fix it.

Did you feel it?No, I was asleep and he quietly snuck off to the bathroom.

Do you mean he went to masturbate?No, he just went to pee.
He didn’t want me to see that he had an erection. Later that day, we
went shopping because I had grown out of all my shorts, so I asked him
if he could buy me some new ones. I was trying them on and asked him how
I looked and he said I looked good and I felt like I was picking up on
something more, but I pushed it out of my head. That night we were
play-wrestling in the room I was going to sleep in and I bit him. He was
wearing a pair of basketball shorts and a tank top and after I bit him I
could see goose bumps pop up from his toes to his shoulders. Then he
pinched my inner thigh and I got goose bumps.
We stopped and said that we didn’t know what was going on but
admitted that we had strong feelings for each other. We discussed
whether it was wrong and then we kissed. And then we made out, and then
we made love for the first time. That was when I lost my virginity.

Did you tell him you were a virgin?Yes. I told him I
wanted him to be the first person I made love to. We talked about how it
could be awkward if it didn’t end up working out. He also said that if I
didn’t feel comfortable at any point I should tell him.

What was it like?There’s a reason I lost my virginity to
him — because I’d never felt comfortable with any other man. It was
insanely sensual. It lasted for about an hour and there was a lot of
foreplay. We both had orgasms. We are so similar, so it’s so easy to
sexually please each other. For example, we both love neck-biting. I’ve
never been in a more passionate, loving, fulfilling situation.

Even the first time, because often it’s not the best sexual experience …That’s
what I said! I’d heard that it would hurt so I was expecting pain, but
we were both so careful with each other. I think it was also a good
experience because most guys my age are only interested in having sex
with you. I could tell that wasn’t the case with him.

I’m curious, given the age gap and the perceived power dynamic, did you feel forced or coerced at all?Absolutely
not. He made sure I wanted to do it. We both initiated it and he kept
asking me if I was okay, not because he thought I was distressed but
because he wanted me to know that we could stop at any point. It was
like any other man and woman having sex after they had each admitted
their feelings.

What was it like afterward?It wasn’t weird at all. It felt
so natural. It didn’t even feel taboo. I felt like I had just made love
with a man who I’d been with for years.

There's more, but why bother? See what happens when we allow perverts to redefine marriage?

1) "FUCK the murderous mohammedans"Obviously. You can't be allowed to murder people who disagree with you, even if they are...2) "FUCK the God-haters at Charlie Hebdo"...left-fascist haters of Love Itself. I have nothing against the cartoons that sparked The Great Cartoon War,but this Charlie Hebdo stuff is something other than a political protest and I won't be posting it here. Suffice it to say that bestiality isn't funny or clever.3) "FUCK the sanctimonius, hypocritical French"Free speech and the French? Don't make me laugh. It is illegal in the Frog Republic to try to persuade someone notto have an abortion.From EuroNews:

French comic Dieudonne is expected in court on Wednesday to answer to
charges of ‘apology for terrorism’ after appearing to praise the
suspect who killed four people in a kosher supermarket in Paris, Amédy
Coulibaly by writing “Je me sens Charlie Coulibaly” (I feel like Charlie
Coulibaly) on his Facebook page.

It came on the same day as millions of people stood behind the motto “JeSuisCharlie” at rallies across France
following the deadly Charlie Hebdo attack. The message generated a wave
of angry responses online and was referred to the police.Dieudonné is well known in France and is a particularly divisive
figure. He already stirred controversy last year over his signature
gesture, the “Quenelle”, a modified Nazi-style salute. His comedy tour was cancelled last year as a threat to public order. He also has a long history of heading to court for judgements on various anti-semitic statements.The latest incident has opened up debate about freedom of expression
and where to draw the line. In the wake of the attacks, the defence of
free speech took on a quasi-religious status and yet it is well defined
in French law. Supporters of Dieudonné have claimed France has double
standards when it comes to freedom of expression. The cartoonists of the
satirical weekly Charlie Hebdo have lampooned various religious and
political figures over the years, but have never been charged. Muslim
organisations did attempt to take the magazine to court over the
reprinting of cartoons depicting the Prophet Mohammed in 2007 but the
court ruled it did not constitute inciting racial hatred. To understand
why Dieudonné has fallen foul of French law on freedom of expression we
take a look at the comic’s previous cases and how the law defines and
limits speech...

Yes, kiddies, Okra Whingefree, Dr. Spill, the Today Show and the entire Media-Pervert Complex is pushing the Fifty Spades of Shit movie, which is a sick attempt to legitimize the abuse of women. All evil men and sexually dysfunctional women thank them for their efforts. [Extra special thanks from the perverts for the marketing campaign that's targeting young girls. "Ooooh! Pain is sooooooo romantic!"]No, ladies, it isn't harmless fantasy in pursuit of the Almighty Orgasm. It is a sickness of the soul.There aren't any super-rich, too-pretty-to-be-heterosexual geniuses out there who are going to tell you how to live every moment of your life and get you off with just a glance [and a bit of blunt force trauma, of course]. You are being manipulated by perverts who want to turn your God-given beauty into a blow-up doll, which all real men know is a jerk off toy and not a "marital aid".A real man won't hit you and call it love. And a real, healthy woman doesn't need to get hit. In fact, a real woman would put two bullets in the head of any man who tried to tie her and beat her. [I know. I love such a woman more than I love my own life.] In fact, the release of this cinematic crime is a wonderful opportunity for real men to buy their wives and daughters guns [before the Jug-eared Jackass outlaws them] and shooting lessons. Just imagine how much better the world would be if some old-timey French babe had taken a blunderbuss to the Marquis De Sade and gone all Chris Kyle [May God have mercy on his brave soul.] on his ass...

That reminds me...Guys, take your ladies to seeAmerican Sniper . Girls make really good shooters. They have fewer preconceived notions about guns and don't automatically assume they know how to handle a gun like boys often do.

About Me

First of all, the word is SEX, not GENDER. If you are ever tempted to use the word GENDER, don't. The word is SEX! SEX! SEX! SEX! For example: "My sex is male." is correct.
"My gender is male." means nothing. Look it up.
What kind of sick neo-Puritan nonsense is this? Idiot left-fascists, get your blood-soaked paws off the English language. Hence I am choosing "male" under protest.